Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brunei and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rotary Connection to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Fad Gadget,
Tubeway Army,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick May,
Masters at Work,
The Divine Comedy,
The Velvet Underground,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visage,
Charles Mingus,
The Slackers,
Jandek,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
The Neon Judgement,
Wasted Youth,
Hoover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slick Rick,
Malaria!,
Roy Ayers,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joyce Sims,
Ice-T,
Andrew Hill,
Fela Kuti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
X-102,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anthony Braxton,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultra Naté,
Carl Craig,
Banda Bassotti,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sound,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
The Last Poets,
Brass Construction,
Duran Duran,
Cybotron,
Porter Ricks,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.